Douluo Continent: Reversing Yin and Yang, the Haotian Palace and the Angel Sect

"Ice Phoenix, Water Phoenix..." Franya looked at Niu Lanjun, a thoughtful look flashing in her eyes.

Ice and water are of the same origin, but they have developed into two different properties in terms of form.

If Niu Lanjun and Shui Bing'er from Tianshui Academy could have a conversation, allowing the two completely different Phoenix Martial Souls to understand and appreciate each other.

This opportunity will definitely be rewarding for Niu Lanjun.

"That's a great idea." Franya nodded in satisfaction.

Not only can it solve the problem of participants, but it can also provide an opportunity for Niu Lanjun to find a breakthrough.

"Attention, all personnel! Cease training! Assemble before me!"

Franya pulled herself together, clapped her hands abruptly, and the sound echoed throughout the entire training ground.

Upon hearing the command, Qian San, Xiao Qing, Niu Lanjun, and the others immediately withdrew their martial souls and quickly lined up in front of Fu Lanya.

"The plan for secluded cultivation will be temporarily cancelled for the time being."

"With the Soul Master Tournament just around the corner, our team is still short of members. Therefore, I've decided to change our strategy."

Franya pointed in the direction of the outer perimeter of Tiandou City.

"Starting tomorrow, everyone pack your gear. I'll take you all out for a look around; our first stop is Tianshui Academy!"

Our goal isn't to win; we'll win in the Soul Master Tournament. Your task is to observe the techniques of those so-called geniuses and incorporate the useful skills into your own battles.

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Shrek Academy, the dungeon.

Tang San stood before the iron chains, coldly staring at the pile of stark white bones on the ground. Just moments ago, he had used his fourth soul skill, [Soul Devouring Poison], to completely drain Zhu Muhei's blood, soul power, and remaining life force.

But he knew that if such evil methods, which were almost like those of a fallen soul master, were exposed to the light of day, not only would Shrek Academy not tolerate him, but the entire soul master community on the continent would rise up against him.

"This power must not be detected by anyone at the moment," Tang San decided to himself.

He bent down and skillfully gathered all the bones on the ground, which resembled withered wood. Then, with a thought, he packed them all into the storage soul tool "Twenty-Four Bridges Under the Moon" at his waist.

After doing all this, Tang San clapped his hands, took a deep breath, concealed the evil glint in his eyes, and put on his usual calm and gentle face again.

Just as he straightened his clothes and prepared to push open the dungeon door and walk out...

"Squeak—"

The dungeon door was forcefully pushed open from the outside.

The blinding torchlight shone in, and Tang San subconsciously squinted.

Immediately following, accompanied by the sound of wooden wheels rolling on the ground, Liu Erlong pushed Yu Xiaogang, who was sitting in a wheelchair, into the cell with a gloomy expression.

Tang San's heart skipped a beat, but his expression remained calm. He quickly stepped forward and respectfully bowed.

"Teacher, Aunt Erlong, why have you come to the dungeon in person?"

Yu Xiaogang did not show his usual relieved smile. He sat in his wheelchair, his deep-set eyes fixed on Tang San, clearly suppressing his anger.

"Why am I here? If I hadn't come, would you even consider me your teacher?!" Yu Xiaogang slammed his hand on the armrest of his wheelchair and launched into a tirade of questions.

"Tang San, explain yourself! Why did you take it upon yourself to add an evil attribute to your fourth spirit ring when we were hunting for spirit rings in the Star Dou Great Forest?!"

Before Tang San could speak, Yu Xiaogang continued his agitated reprimand:

"Did you just ignore all the effort I put into creating that perfect Blue Silver Grass evolution path for you?"

I clearly planned for you to combine the poison and toughness attributes!

Human-faced Demon Spiders, Cave Demon Spiders, or various high-level snake-like soul beasts—those are your perfect choices! When did I ever teach you to let your Blue Silver Grass be tainted with those unorthodox and uncontrollable evil attributes?

Yu Xiaogang got angrier and angrier as he spoke: "And another thing! Flander came back and told me that you actually dared to try to absorb a 7,500-year-old soul ring at the beginning!"

Are you crazy? The limit for the fourth ring of the Soul Sect is five thousand years!

Do you really think your body is made of iron?

You're playing with your life, and with all the hard work and dedication of Yu Xiaogang!

Faced with Yu Xiaogang's barrage of insults, Tang San stood still, feeling a strange sense of unease and frustration.

On the one hand, Yu Xiaogang was his personally apprenticed teacher.

The idea that "a teacher for a day is a father for life" was deeply ingrained in him, and he could not contradict Yu Xiaogang to his face no matter what.

On the other hand, the legacy of the evil god-king in his mind, and the thrill of devouring and leveling up that he had just experienced, are things he absolutely cannot reveal to anyone at the moment.

He simply couldn't explain to Yu Xiaogang that he had not only acquired evil attributes but had also begun the supreme divine trial.

Tang San's mind raced, and he quickly suppressed his emotions.

He maintained a humble posture, bowed deeply again, and said sincerely:

"Teacher, please don't be anxious, please let your disciple explain."

"Fine, I'd like to hear what you have to say!" Yu Xiaogang snorted coldly, staring intently at him.

"Teacher, I had no intention of disobeying your teachings. It was just that when I was in the Star Dou Great Forest, my martial soul... my Blue Silver Grass, had a strong instinctive premonition."

It craved spirit beasts with evil attributes. That's why I dared to beg Dean Flander to find one for me, and we finally settled on the Soul-Devouring Yin Fiend Wolf.

Seeing Yu Xiaogang's still furrowed brows, Tang San immediately dropped his trump card—he knew his teacher all too well, and was also very aware of his teacher's inflated academic pride.

"And, teacher, look!" Tang San's mind raced, and four spirit rings—yellow, yellow, purple, and purple—instantly rose from beneath his feet.

"Although the process was dangerous, I finally succeeded in absorbing this soul ring that was 6,700 years old!"

"My ability to absorb energy beyond my limits is not solely due to my own efforts. It is precisely because of the solid foundation you laid for me over the years, and the perfect martial spirit theories you taught me that have supported me!"

Tang San's praise hit Yu Xiaogang right where it hurt most.

As expected, upon hearing these words, Yu Xiaogang's angry expression froze for a moment. The nameless fire in his heart was completely extinguished as if by ice water, and he even felt a surge of indescribable comfort.

Immediately afterwards, Yu Xiaogang's attention was successfully diverted.

His gaze was fixed on Tang San's deep purple fourth spirit ring, as if he had seen a priceless treasure.

"Six thousand seven hundred years... You really absorbed the fourth ring of six thousand seven hundred years?" The anger in Yu Xiaogang's eyes had been completely replaced by academic fervor.